As many of you know, Ryan went on a big trip out West with a lot of his manly-men friends.
They climbed many cliffs in Indian Creek.Â Topped many mountains.
Guffawed and howled at the moon too, I’m sure.
They came back bearded, smelly and starving.Â But they are MEN!
When it came time to leave the Creek and desert behind, after being fed and showered…the beard too had to go.
Not wishing to lose that week of testosterone entirely Ryan channeled Big Keith into his razor and ended with this gorgeous example of a handle bar mustache.Â Which of course, was shaved off…after I “encouraged” him to let me document the moment.